You sit mentally an physically exhausted in a prison cell of a southern border fort. For days you have waited to be executed.
Two weeks ago you where awoken in the middle of the night by fellow Brevory soldiers. Charged with sedition against the Crown, you should have been brought before your commanding officer for public trial and punishment; instead you where sequestered and transported to Restove.
Arrival in the city followed the same pattern of injustice. Your trial was held in secret before a panel of three high ranking sword lords and the lord mayor. With the charges read aloud, the panel unanimously sentenced you to be Hung until Dead. The trial lasted only several minuets, at no time where you aloud to speak in your own defense.